Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_
She didn’t hope for her father to remember her birthday, but on that day, she wanted to hear a relative’s voice…
But even such a small request couldn’t be fulfilled.
Cheng Weiwan pursed her lips slightly, lowered her head and glanced at the time on her phone screen.
It was already 23:59. There was just one minute left until her birthday would be over…
It was funny now that she thought about it. She not only didn’t know what her father was busy with all day, but she didn’t know what corner of the world her father was in right now.
From what she remembered, he had probably never called her before, right? She had always taken the initiative to call her father, and her father either never picked up or sounded half-hearted and annoyed by replying with a few rushed sentences before hanging up.
Everyone said her father’s love was like a mountain… but she never experienced it before.
Her father was a well-known doctor, but he had no idea that other doctors, unbeknownst to him, treated his biological daughter’s illness.
Back then, she got depression because Han Zhifan abandoned her. She cried in the middle of the night and called him. However, after her father picked up the call, the first thing he said was: “Do you not want to let other people sleep? How are you so dumb?’ At the time, she felt hard done by and she wanted to tell him, but she couldn’t do it after his harsh words. She didn’t even dare reveal the fact that she had been crying; she forcibly tried to hang up the phone in a hurry. Because she couldn’t stand it anymore, the sound of her cries managed to escape. She was certain he heard it clearly, but he didn’t call her back or visit her.
Sometimes, she often thought that if she hadn’t had a father from the beginning, maybe she wouldn’t have had hope and expectations of him, but she did. She watched as other girls she grew up with looked forward to hiking with their fathers, or had fathers to pick them up from school in cars when it rained or had fathers who cared for them when they were sick. She always fantasized about her father treating her like that… However, as the years passed, her expectations of her father were never fulfilled.
She figured that since she’d been upset for so many years, she wouldn’t be upset by anything anymore. However, when she really thought about her father, Cheng Weiwan realized she was still a little hurt deep down.
Her mood had been great lately. She was afraid she would be too affected by it, so she hurriedly brought herself back to reality.
The time on her phone had skipped from 23:59 to 00:01. A new day had arrived, and her birthday had passed completely. Another year without a single birthday blessing.
But it was fine. She’d never celebrated a birthday ever since she was young except the one time Han Zhifan celebrated with her when he was deceiving her. She was moved at the time, but she now thought of it as a joke.
With that thought, Cheng Weiwan smirked and made fun of herself. Then she put the phone down, got up, and walked into the bathroom.
After she came out of the shower and laid on the bed, Cheng Weiwan realized she had no idea where Han Zhifan went.
Didn’t he come back home? Why did he leave again?
She didn’t know if it was because she thought of Han Zhifan, but memories of every little thing that happened between them lately crossed her mind like a movie on rewind.
She wasn’t stupid. She could tell that he had changed.
His temper suddenly improved significantly, and he hadn’t blown up at her again.
He hugged her one night. He even took her and Hanhan out for morning runs every day.
Even without Hanhan by her side, he still exchanged a few words with her when they were alone from time to time.
